#{ whisper in the night; whisper }

[winternymphaea]

from 'a midsummer night's dream' by shakespeare

[ryllen]

he still uses 'human' occasionally,

but it is deemed unacceptable on a few occasions

[seabeck]

In the pines

[cynomain69]

pictured: little boy on the playground pulling on his crush’s pigtails

[dekariosclan]

Gale Kisses

I recently remembered that in the data files For Gale’s 6 new kisses, the devs added names/descriptions for each kiss variant (as noted in this post by @galedekarios from way back in November)

It occurred to me that I hadn’t seen anyone match the kisses up to their descriptions, so I thought I’d do that and and share with you all! Note: if your heart hasn’t melted enough from just seeing the kisses, reading some of the descriptions will surely do so…🥹

Main Game

♡ ~~~ “Chin up” ~~~ ♡

♡ ~~~ “Don’t tease me” ~~~ ♡

♡ ~~~ “Grateful” ~~~ ♡

Before the end battle

♡ ~~~ “Chin up” ~~~ ♡

♡ ~~~ “Carried away” ~~~ ♡

♡ ~~~ “Want to keep you forever” ~~~ ♡

[mimikyuno]

HIMEJOSHI TUMBLR GATHER UP! SAPPHIC SPRING IS UPON US!!!!! 👊🏻🌸🛐

[goryhorroor]

horror sub-genres: anthology

[faeriehighfemme]

oh nothing just imagining me spread out lazily on our couch, legs wide, robe spilling open to reveal my nipples peaked, glistening with spit and sensitive. my fingers move nonchalantly, circling my sticky swollen clit, long nails over-stimulating the tender nerves there. i stare at the door with glazed eyes, hazy head playing out scene after scene of my big bad butch coming home to have their way with me.

maybe i’d hear the lock turn while edging, desperately trying to hold back from cumming just from the sight of you. the strain is nearly headache inducing, a pulsing sensation only intensified as my hungry gaze meets yours. you’d drop your bag, unclip your carabiner and toss your keys. i’d whimper at the sound of your belt unbuckling, hot tears welling in my eyes. “started without me?” you’d say breathlessly. “you know better.” my heart would pound as i watch your rings slide off and hit the table. belt in your free hand, you kneel to inspect me, knuckles roughly pushing my pussy lips apart. your breath on my labia makes me gasp. “oh,” you’d whisper. for a moment you’d simply stare, smiling, then suddenly, smack smack smack. three sharp slaps right on my clit. i wouldn’t be able to stop myself from crying out. “shh, shh, hush baby. it’ll be over soon. just hold still.” that wasn’t true though. it was only beginning. when you were ready, when you saw that i just couldn’t take anymore, the belt you so hastily removed earlier would come in handy…

or maybe you’d walk in while i was drooling, fingers down my throat, desperately wishing they were yours. you’d look me over slowly, shaking your head. “silly thing,” you’d tease. “you’re doing it all wrong.” i’d clench tight around nothing as you cracked your knuckles. you’d come to move my hand away, so softly, taking a moment to swipe your thumb over my puffy bottom lip. “missed me that much huh?” i’d nod eagerly. before giving me what i needed you’d run two fingers up my slit, collecting as much of my nectar as you could. you’d grip my jaw firmly and make my hazy eyes meet yours. my lips would part instinctively, tongue lolling towards your familiar touch. “go on princess,” you’d murmur. with your permission i’d take the fingers of your free hand in my mouth, greedily. “there, there, i’m here now baby,” you’d coo, almost condescendingly. “i’ll remind you how to fingerfuck your pretty mouth properly.”

you might get home to find i wasn’t so patient. you’d see me draped on the sofa drenched in sweat squirt and slobber, grinning tiredly at you as if i won some secret game. the dark look on your face would only cause my smile to grow. “bunny…” you’d growl. “that was a mistake.” soon you’d be between my legs, base deep and thrusting steady, slow as you please. in and out, in and out, almost torturously languid. i’d try to buck my hips, desperate to speed things up, but your arm would keep them pinned down. “no, no. you don’t get to set the pace, bunny.” you’d keep your rhythm, now the one smirking. “you lost that privilege.”

so much to think about… is that the door i hear?

[themadghiblilover]

Whisper of the heart tops the list!📝

1995 °

[willosword]

i love the poses they put this bitch in he's so sillay ^_^

[winternymphaea]

a midsummer night's dream (1999)

[sewercassowary]

reaching the "I have to look like this character" stage of hyperfixation is devestating when its a podcast character and there are little to no clues about how they look

[landwriter]

headcanon where hob adopts a little cat that was living in the alley behind the new inn and after an enemies-to-friends slow burn (250k) dream and the cat become bffs and one day dream says are you bored? come to work with me, tiny emissary of the night and the next morning hob is reading the news and spittakes his tea when he sees the headline Black Cat Crossed Your Path? Scientists Theorize Collective Unconscious After Same Cat Reported In Nation's Dreams

[spirit-lanterns]

TW: Mentions of anxiety, erectile dysfunction, comfort

Thinking about old woman Jingliu who (due to the constant stress and toll of being Marastruck) struggles to get hard even though she really wants to.

Since we were on the topic of a Reader who takes longer to orgasm, it made me think of the HSR women who may take a bit longer to get aroused due to stress, age, or anxiety. Jingliu especially fits this, as I feel like it’d be extra difficult for her to find it within herself to get erect, just sitting there on the bed and staring at her limp cock while shes frustrated in not being able to pleasure you properly.

You’d have to comfort her and tell her it’s okay to feel these things. While Jingliu may not be as youthful and spry as she was in her golden years, you still really love her and want her to feel just as good as you do. Don’t worry Jingliu! Reader will make sure you feel just as good as you did when you were younger, we have all the time in the world to be patient and please that flaccid dick 💕

[neutral-party]

the hags, post-wedding.

from last nights sketch time!

[lynxbabey]

Why don't you be the artist And make me out of clay? Why don't you be the writer And decide the words I say?

Originally supposed to be just lines (that version is better anyways) but I wanted to practice shading so yayz 👍drawn in December iirc